No credit... not for anything really anymore. It's strange how you can continually put massive amounts of effort into something and sometimes be rewarded and other times terribly punished for the same actions you've been taking for months, or sometimes even years. As for me, it's Algebra II... again. I got my car taken away for a bad grade, but it really doesn't add up, Work+Work+Determination+Tutoring+Work=Failure, that's how it's been I guess. I'm more content having my car taken away now, because now my parents know that I'm trying my hardest. It's just funny when they blame my grade in Algebra II on the 20 minutes of Gamecube that I'll play on any given Saturday. I guess trying your hardest means giving up everything else and completely dropping all emotional, spiritual and relational attachment. I just keep trying. Before I understood punishment, now I don't. I'll still love high-school. I'll still love life, even when people think otherwise of me. And that's not even to mention these up-and-coming Student Government elections. It's great to see kids convince themselves that they are more "qualified" for the position than you are because they played football, and they're more popular than you are... and their "next-year, StuGo running buddy" telling you that your year spent as Sophomore Class President doesn't mean anything. Anyways... I've made mistakes in life, and I'll continue to make them, and hurt people, but that doesn't stop me from trying to help, from trying to counter-act. I'm sorry if I've hurt you my friend (you know who you are), circumstances were ridiculous, and you're not just a statistic, noone is. I care about you, and I can't let you beat yourself up over me. I don't want to go into details, but I don't feel the same, I did, but I don't know. Love always.